Double The Trouble

Chapter 11 Love You

Chapter 11 Love You

    "Hey babe, how'd you sleep?" Marcus asked in that sexy morning voice of his.

    "Good, but I had the scariest, strangest dream ever. It was about me being kidnapped and in the end Aiden died." I told him about my freaky dream. Marcus sat up and pulled me into his lap. He looked upset, I wonder why.

    "Well....You see babe... That wasn't a dream....It actually happened...I am so sorry..."

    "Haha! You got me! That's hilarious!" I said trying to believe it was a joke.

    "Addi I wasn't joking...." He whispered looking deep into my eyes.

    "What No!!!" I threw myself into his warm chest and sobbed.

    "It'll be alright, baby...It's okay...I love-" Was all I heard as my eyes drifted closed and reality floated away.

*******12:00 PM*******

    I woke up to the smell of bacon. I got on slipped on a pair of sweats and brushed my teeth. I saw my reflection in the mirror and I looked awful. My eyes were red and puffy, my face was damp with tears, and my hair was a mess. I cleaned my face with cold water and put my hair into a bun. When I reached the end of the stairs I was greeted by the smell of oranges, bacon, eggs, and toast.

    In the kitchen I saw Marcus bent over the stove with several pans filled with eggs and bacon. He was only wearing a pair of jeans, low on his hips. He was sweating and the smoke alarm kept going off, but damn did he look sexy.

    "Shit!" He yelled to himself. He still didn't see me. I watched quietly as he put the freshly squeezed orange juice, bacon, eggs, and toast onto a tray. It looked delicious.

    As he turned around to put the finishing details on tray I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, placing my head on his shoulder.

    "Damn it! I wanted to make you breakfast in bed!" He looked really upset.

    "Well... It isn't breakfast since it's past twelve and that is a lot of food, so how 'bout we sit at the table and share it." His face immediately lit up.

    "Alright." He said happily.

    Just as we were finishing our delicious meal I pushed my plate forward and asked, "So when is the memorial service for Aiden....?"

    "Well, Alpha announced that later on this week we will meet at the pack house and have it there...." Marcus replied drinking the last of his orange juice.

    "Oh" Was all I said.

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